As summer begins to fade and daylight dwindles, the shelves at Target overflow with school supplies. My inbox is bombarded with notifications about drop-off procedures, back-to-school ice cream socials, and extracurricular activities. The end of summer break is approaching, and honestly, I’m counting down the days.
You read that right—I can hardly wait. The so-called magic of summer? I’m over it. Completely.
Dreams vs. Reality
Back in May, I had dreamy visions of what summer would be like. I longed for a break from the relentless school concerts, PTA fundraisers, and the monotony of bologna sandwiches. Summer seemed like a blissful escape, filled with lazy mornings in pajamas, picnics in the park, and fun afternoons at the pool. I imagined my kids enjoying a carefree summer filled with biking, lemonade stands, and late-night games of hide-and-seek. I looked forward to family dinners on the deck without the burden of homework or reading logs.
Then reality hit me hard—“summer vacation” is really just an oxymoron.
The Chaos of Summer
Instead of packing one simple lunch, I find myself preparing and cleaning up countless snacks throughout the day. I’m not sorting through backpacks anymore; I’m wrestling with wet towels, inside-out swimsuits, and stinky flip-flops. And rather than dealing with homework disputes, I’m mediating sibling arguments over trivial matters like who touched the other first or who devoured the last ice cream treat.
Our mornings aren’t relaxed; they start at the crack of dawn because, surprise, kids don’t sleep when the sun is shining. A lemonade stand equals a sticky kitchen disaster and kids who drink more sugary liquid than they sell. Late-night ghost games lead to tired, cranky children who haven’t mastered the art of sleeping in. Dining outdoors means battling mosquitoes and bee stings.
What do my kids truly enjoy during summer? Screaming, whining, and incessant bickering—oh, and leaving the door wide open!
I’m absolutely done with it.
Fed Up with the Madness
I’m fed up with the wet towels and sticky surfaces that seem to multiply by the minute. I’m tired of the late nights and far-too-early mornings. The noise—deafening, chaotic noise!—never seems to cease. I’m exhausted from wrestling with my kids at the pool while trying to apply sunscreen without a streaky mess. The endless snack requests are wearing me thin, and I’m over cleaning up crumby remnants everywhere. I can’t keep reminding them to shut the door every few minutes. Sweet mother of mercy, I am so over the bickering.
A Glimpse of Bliss
A few weeks ago, my kids attended a week-long day camp. I dropped them off at 9 AM and didn’t see their adorable faces again until 3 PM. I’m not exaggerating when I say it was one of the best weeks of my life. For those hours, I could think clearly. I could shower without interruptions from screams about a Kindle Fire mishap. I could work without distractions during normal business hours. I even enjoyed lunches that didn’t include the leftover crusts of their sandwiches. It felt like pure bliss.
For that glorious week, my kids were elsewhere, and I realized how much I had taken the school year for granted. Teachers, I genuinely don’t know how you manage it. You deserve every award and recognition for handling these loud, messy, chaotic little beings for six hours a day. You truly are like mythical unicorns or superheroes, hiding your capes under cardigans.
The Final Countdown
Currently, one child is screaming at another for destroying his cushion fort. There’s a half-eaten bowl of Goldfish on the counter while another child wails for a different snack in a different bowl. Wet towels and inside-out swimsuits have taken over the kitchen floor. I can barely think over the cacophony of noise from the screaming, the whining, and the blaring television. Everything feels sticky and chaotic.
I am so done with it.
There are only 4 weeks, 6 days, 19 hours, and 17 minutes until the kids head back to school. But who’s counting?
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In summary, as summer break draws to a close, I find myself reflecting on the chaos it brings. The noise, the mess, and the constant demands have left me yearning for the structured routine of the school year.